When Teaching is Rewarding...

...As it is at the moment, it makes me really happy that I am moving to Spain next month, to teach! The class that I currently have every morning, are over from China and staying at a summer school in Milton Keynes. It is so much fun to teach them English! I love how creative and intelligent these students are - half of them want to grow up to become doctors or engineers. It is inspiring and refreshing... But also extremely exhausting!

I am truly awful at getting up ridiculously early for the commute. I swear it's making my Starbucks addiction worst...

So sorry that I haven't been updating my blog as much as I should have, or visiting yours, I'm crazy busy with all the marking, planning and trying to continue learning Spanish. I plan to write many comments this weekend!

I found this cool quote here:




I imagine this is quite hard to do, but oh so rewarding when you do! I shall have to put my all into my teaching work, because even just one, inspired student would be worth the extra effort!

Reason #22 why I miss Michael

He makes me so happy that I could, quite literally, jump for joy.



Now excuse me, as he is coming home today, so I need to go get ready and look extra pretty!

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Warning: This post will change your life

The crested Black Macaque is a monkey that resides in the wildest regions of Indonesia. It is so rare that it has unfortunately become critically endangered. The award winning photographer David Slater recently travelled to their habitat to capture them on film. However, his camera became hijacked.


What happened next?


Monkeys learnt how to use cameras...











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Credit also needs to go to the amazingly intriguing blog, B for Bel, who first drew my attention to this. Thank you!

Reason #21 why I miss Michael

He always reassures me when I'm worried, no matter how trivial the problem is! He always knows the right things to say to me.



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Reason #20 why I miss Michael

He's my best friend in all the world.



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A Room of One's Own

Or, to be more specific, a writing room of one's own. See, my writing is going better than I could have hoped at the minute, and now my mind is jumping forwards to when we will be moving into our own apartment at the end of next month. Or, more specifically, how to keep up the writing when combining it with work.

Even more specifically? How can I make a little, spare bedroom into a gorgeous little writing room for myself?

Que me Googling images and scouring weheartit for inspiration. Here are some of my favourites:

This one is quite cute and simplistic:




I am not too fond of this one, but I love how unique they've made it through their own ingenuity!




And I just adore this little, easy to make, yet bright space, although I'd change the frames and the clock;





In other news, I have become a columnist for The Progressive Playbook... I am not sure I fully believe everything the site endorses, but I am thrilled to have my own space for some more serious writing. My column went up today, here, but it has yet to receive any comments! If you feel like it, I'd love for you guys to check it out and support me, you're always so supportive on my blog and leave me the sweetest messages, which I really love and appreciate! So thanks for that :)

Also, extra brownie points if you get the meaning behind this post's title!

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Reason #19 why I miss Michael.

He instinctively knows what I need, when I need it. Whether that's reassurance, support, a hug or a treat. It's like he's psychic!



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P.S. If anyone knows how to make these delightful cookies/cakes, please let me know! I just fell in love with the picture : )

Reason #18 why I miss Michael

I miss the hours we spend together in Starbucks.



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Reason #17 why I miss Michael

He understands my love of reading. 

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Sometimes...

...I love to write. Not just the write a little caption and post a cute picture type writing that I tend to stick to here on my blog.

 Real writing.

The type that gives you goosebumps. You know the sort? When you have this raw passion bubbling up inside you, that you just need to let loose on some paper. Breathe life into characters that you've resurrected from the icy wastes of your imagination. Interweave the skeins of an engrossing story. See life through your protagonist's eyes, and feel, really feel their emotions as they race through the pages. The type of writing that you dream about every night, for it fails to relinquish it's tight grasp on your mind.


That sort.

And now that I have a new idea for a novel, I am going to be starting the whole process again. I can already feel the grip it has on me tightening, and whispering startling ideas into my brain...